pre-marathon sunday
today was one of those perfectly glorious days. mid to upper 70s, on sunday, so everyone was out and about. there was even a sox game on. i studied outside for a little while but then came home because i was too distracted. from my window, i could hear kids reveling in frivolity. you know, that sort of joyful carefree full on laugh and you could just imagine these kids running around, with no purpose but for the sheer joy of running around.

i just watched part of monsoon wedding and part of a jack & bobby episode and now i feel all weird and sad inside. lonesome.

i think between all the sexy tv and the weather, i just really want to procreate or copulate or fornicate. or hold hands with a nice boy. any of the above would be fine.